The hand holding the bowl paused for a moment, and after a while, she heard her sigh silently again. She put the bowl in the sink and was about to start washing it when her cell phone in the living room rang.

Her heart trembled involuntarily again, then she straightened up, walked to the living room, and answered the phone.

On the other end of the phone was Yao Xuefei's delicate voice, which came from the other end with a bit of vitality.

"Mr. Han."

Hearing the voice of Yao Xuefei, Han Zhiqing breathed a sigh of relief and deliberately ignored the feeling of loss.

"Um."

The coldness that I was used to, even when facing my personal assistant who was close to me, I couldn't warm up to him for a long time.

Yao Xuefei on the other end of the phone didn't take it seriously, but still said to Han Zhiqing in her energetic voice: "Mr. Han, remember to get up early tomorrow. I will send a driver to pick you up."

"tomorrow?"

Han Zhiqing did not react to Yao Xuefei's words until Yao Xuefei's next reminder suddenly made her think of it.

"Mr. Han, you have forgotten that I am getting married tomorrow and you are my only bridesmaid."

Han Zhiqing suddenly realized after she reminded her that this was why she insisted on being discharged from the hospital today.

She didn't know why she was so stubborn and stubborn that she didn't care about her injuries and insisted on being discharged from the hospital for a subordinate's wedding, just to be a bridesmaid for a subordinate.

She deceived herself and told herself that she was just a person who kept her word. Since she had promised others, she had to keep it, and it had nothing to do with other reasons.

"Well, I didn't forget."

"Also, I specially made a bridesmaid dress for you today that is absolutely suitable for you. You can just come to my place to change it tomorrow."

"Yeah, I got it."

Han Zhiqing's voice was still as cold as she was accustomed to, but when she listened to Yao Xuefei's words, the corners of her mouth still rose up unconsciously.

"By the way, there is one more important thing."

"The most important thing?"

Han Zhiqing was at a loss: "What's important?"

The voice on the other end of the phone paused for a moment before speaking: "The president just called me and asked me to remind you that your injury is not fully healed yet, so you must remember to take your medicine on time."

When Yao Xuefei said this, her tone sounded very deliberate, as if she was reporting something, but Han Zhiqing didn't hear anything, but she almost lost her grip on the mobile phone she was holding because of Yao Xuefei's words.

When it fell to the ground, my heart suddenly tightened at this moment.

"Mr. Han? Mr. Han?"

Seeing that there was no response from Han Zhiqing, Yao Xuefei called a few more tentative calls before bringing Han Zhiqing back to her senses.

"I...I know."

Her voice trembled inexplicably. She spoke to Yao Xuefei like this, but her heart became confused again.

"It's okay. I'll hang up now. See you tomorrow."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

Han Zhiqing hung up the phone, looking a little weak.

Putting the phone back on the coffee table, my heart couldn't calm down for a long time because of Yao Xuefei's CEO's instructions.

She sat down on the sofa absentmindedly, and slowly cast her gaze towards the pot of porridge in the kitchen that she had finished eating, and her eyes narrowed again.

Han Zhiqing, if you keep doing this, don’t expect me to care about you anymore...

Mo Junhao's furious voice rang in her ears, and then he slammed the door angrily, making her think that he really didn't care about her.
Chapter completed!